Mind over matter
Knock, knock, knock
On the walls of my mind
Feeling stuck; Lost in time
Thoughts are fueled by dark matters
Succumbing to madness, like that of a hatter
Constant battle between voice's chatter
Repeating, repeating; Mind over matter
Dreaming up plans for blood spatter
Forced to control self, contain the urge
They whisper, mind over matter
Such is sure to be my downfall
Details vaguely recalled
Feeding the beast, cause for enthrall
They beat me down; Refuse to crawl
Persitance confuses
Stand tall and brawl
Last standing loses
Still, pride won't let me fall
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